For Wen Li, she has never been apprehensive about her own talent.
Under normal circumstances, even if her recent progress has been astonishingly fast to the point where she herself is astounded, it’s nothing to be concerned about, because for Wen Li, all her breakthroughs in realms, no matter how rapidly they occur, will never lead to instability due to their speed.
What is hers will always be hers.
If she can grasp it, there will certainly be no Heart Demon.
Wen Li doesn’t actually need so-called external guidance. As a pioneer of the now fragnted Sword Dao, she absolutely does not need to reference the so-called Three Thousand Great Dao because the path she forges is bound to be correct.
Yet, even so, when Wen Li discovered that she was beginning to lose control over her comprehension of Sword Intent, she forcibly restrained herself, deciding to take a pause first.
Hence, Wen Li shared her intention to temporarily abandon her Sword Dao progress with Zhu Pingniang.
Upon hearing Wen Li’s explanation, Zhu Pingniang did not respond for a while.
Zhu Pingniang: "..."
Perhaps her timing in hosting the banquet was genuinely not ideal. The boat gently rocked, and outside, the sky was thick with clouds. Raindrops fell from the sky, pattering against the window fras with a continuous and irregular soft sound.
Zhu Pingniang loved rainy days, as it allowed her to watch the girls of Muyu Peak ’bathed in the rain’ on the mountain, leisurely spending an entire day at Ah Bai’s place, observing her Ah Bai’s slightly envious gaze when watching the playful scenes within the jade. anwhile, she pondered when her Ah Bai might be more straightforward.
However, today, watching the thunderbolts burst from the cloud-filled sky and seeing the pea-sized raindrops start as a drizzle before transforming into a torrential downpour within just a few breaths of ti...
Zhu Pingniang reflected on recent events.
Jealous of Ah Bai and Yun Qian — fine, Yun Qian is a good girl, she had no reason to be jealous, and she accepted that.
Having her Glazed Dharma Body broken by Xu Chang’an — fine, Xu Chang’an is very likely an Immortal Reincarnation, and a re Glazed Dharma Body being shattered by one of his sword strikes, ending years of her painstaking cultivation, is no big deal, she accepted that.
Detecting that she harbored so improper thoughts towards this junior Xu Chang’an, a reflection of her impure mind, she accepted that too.
Even the great changes in the Sect Leader, and their intent to abandon the Dao Rhy... despite a lingering worry and unease about the future of the Demon Sect and Chaoyun, she chose to trust the Sect Leader, rationalizing it to herself, and she accepted that.
But!
Listening to Wen Li’s earnest and self-evident words, Zhu Pingniang felt as if the volcano suppressed in her heart had erupted with a bang.
She sprang up, rushing in front of Wen Li, her hands nearly ready to tear at Wen Li’s face.
"You foolish girl, do you even know what you’re saying... you’re driving mad... just driving mad..."
"..."
Wen Li defended herself against the flailing Zhu Pingniang, her face showing confusion.
"You girl... talking nonsense, what do you an by wanting a break because your progress is too fast, is this sothing a person can say?!" Zhu Pingniang gave up tearing at Wen Li’s face and instead grasped her wrist, exerting force: "Do you even know how much I had to sacrifice in my cultivation years... to be able to keep up with Ah Bai! And here you are..."
Zhu Pingniang simply could not comprehend Wen Li’s luckiness hidden under the guise of humility.
"Might as well drive crazy, after seeing Chang’an and Ms. Yun’s display of affection all day and being stuffed full of rage, now I have to co to you and see you flaunting..." Zhu Pingniang pinched Wen Li’s wrist: "Think I’m made of clay? With such talent, just grin secretly about it, will you."
Wen Li: "..."
She looked at the infuriated Zhu Pingniang, showing a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
Alright then.
Now she realizes that her current elder... is no longer connected to the forr Fairy Tongjun.
This kind of temperant akin to a little girl... she’s seen it too often in the younger disciples at the Chaoyun Sect.
Thus, Wen Li’s gaze softened, and she withheld much of her resistance, allowing Zhu Pingniang to vent her dissatisfaction before she slowly said, "Elder, please calm down."
"I am calm." Zhu Pingniang sputtered, her pretty face slightly flushed.
As a senior being tolerated by the juniors... even she felt a bit ashad.
"It’s mostly seniors seeing juniors waste their talents and getting upset." Zhu Pingniang cald down a bit, pursing her lips: "Also, so completely unscrupulous and one might say ugly jealousy from seniors towards juniors."
"Jealousy..." Wen Li looked at Zhu Pingniang.
"What are you staring at, I’m jealous of you." Zhu Pingniang’s tone dropped a notch.
"If I had your talent back then... I wouldn’t have been left trailing behind Ah Bai all the ti."
"Master Li is not one to care about these things." Wen Li shook her head.
"Of course, I know Ah Bai isn’t like that." Zhu Pingniang subconsciously retorted, then sighed: "But... knowing that what she admires is soone like the Sect Leader, even a person like ... cannot help but feel powerless."
Li Zhibai doesn’t care about the gap, but Zhu Pingniang does.
With Shi Qingjun there, soone Li Zhibai respects and admires, Zhu Pingniang always felt that unless her strength surpasses Li Zhibai’s, she could never beco closer to her.
"Why am I telling you about my problems... your master is sohow, in a sense, a rival to your elder sister, since she’s had her heart broken by a man, she hasn’t missed any chance to approach my Ah Bai." Zhu Pingniang clicked her tongue, then took a deep breath, appearing considerably more earnest.
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